When I started this blog last year, I had so many plans. As I reflect on the FOUR posts that I wrote last year, it's truly a reflection that life never really goes as planned. I'm not going to write a soliloquy of excuses. I'm just going to hop back in like I never fell off in the first place. Is that cool? I hope so.

No white after labor day? False. No fat girls wearing white, ever? False. Honestly, I don't live my life trying to break "fashion rules." I just navigate this world doing and wearing what the hell I want.

Yo. I am twenty-five. 25. I feel like I just graduated high school, or preschool for that matter. Just started undergrad. Just went to an international city for the first time. Just got my license. Life is just flying by, but here I am at 25.

Someone recently commented on one of my Instagram photos, "big size without tummy . . .I love this." I thought to myself, "so would you not love it if my stomach didn't appear flat-ish in this photo?""Would my outfit be less cute?" "Would I be LESS beautiful?" The truth is, my stomach is FARRRR from flat. Social media is all smoke and mirrors. In some photos, you can see my FUPA (Fat Upper Pussy Area) and in others, it's nonexistent. But it's there. It's been there. It may always be there. But what's wrong with that?

Wow. I can’t believe I am finally relaunching my blog. Trust me, it has been a long time coming. For many of you, this is your first time visiting my blog of any kind, but for some of you, you were here from the beginning when My Thrifted Closet (MTC) first began. I launched MTC in April 2011. At that time, I was newly natural and just began thrifting a month prior. Most importantly, however, I was a 19-year-old Black, fat (maybe you prefer the term plus-size) island girl at a Top 30 white, private institution in the South.